If you check out the archive of blog posts on this site (which will take all of thirty seconds because I'm the worst blogger on the plane) you'll notice a trend. Apparently every year in March I feel this urge to be productive on here and I resolve to update more often and after two or three posts, I disappear again.
Evidently this year is no different. It is March and I am trying to blog again.
If I had to guess at the reason for this little tendency of mine, I'd say it has something to do with the weather. Even in the days before I had a mortgage and real responsibilities, winters around here were no easy task. Week long stretches of -40 degree weather, short days with less than 8 hours of daylight and enough snow to lose your car in. I've got to say, the only people who truly live here, want to live here. The rest are merely surviving.
That being said, I can proudly say that I'm one of the crazy ones that actually want to live here. Why else would I have bought property? As much as it drives me crazy and gives me premature grey hair (oh yes, I'm not even thirty and I've already plucked a few of those suckers out), I love this place. I love the challenge of clawing through the too cold and too long winter and emerging hopeful in the spring with dreams of long summer days, of building this property into a farm, and of looking forward to another long, hard winter.
This winter has been no different and yet in no way the same. I kicked off the season with the loss of my mother, not a week after my 29th birthday. She lost a long hard fight to cancer 6 years after she was diagnosed. This was hard but lets not go into that.
Almost immediately after, I began having problems with my car which have lasted almost 4 months (and I'm not entirely convinced that they're completely resolved). Not only has this been stressful, but insanely expensive!
When I was beginning to wonder if I was treading this icy winter water... my cat had to take an emergency visit to the vet, and of course these things never happen during regular working hours. And if you're me, they don't even happen on regular weekends. Oh no, they happen on stat holiday weekends. Lets just add into the mix some uncertainty in my personal relationship lately and there you have it, a perfect mess of a winter!
All of that being said, I'd like to take one more stab at this whole blogging and business thing. On a year like this, when the renewal for the domain and site came up, I had a tough decision to make. I've held this name for a little while now and I'd like to keep it mine. But the only way that will realistically happen is if the brand starts making me some money. Over the years, had I operated like a proper business and kept track of the books, I'd say I've always made enough money from the brand itself to justify it, but in the last year sales have been slim and my own money has kept this going... and that's not something I have a surplus of these days. So I've decided that in 2019 things will have to change, one way or another.